So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint, such a whore
So self aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant

I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's overrated, just get another drink and
Watch me come undone (come undone)

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
(Come undone)
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all

I'm not scared of dying
I just don't want to
If I stop lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone (come undone)

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
(Come undone)
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum but I'm your son
I come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song

Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere, yeah yeah

(Come undone)
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
(Come undone)
A young pretender and my crowds above can see
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son (come undone)
You gotta love your son (come undone)
You gotta love your son
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey hey
Love your son
I am scum
You gotta love your son

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ashley George Hamilton, Daniel Pierre, Per Kristian Ottestad, Robert Peter Williams